Punishing Rachel, Part Three
Introduction:
Sorry this took so long guys, hopefully you wonāt have to wait so long for Sunday, which I PLAN to try to do in one piece. I have another story trying to claw itās way out of my brain and it may kill me if I donāt let it out ::grin:: Thanks again for your encouragement. Hope you enjoy. =)
It was funny, Josh mused as he made his way back to Rachelās bedroom, a bowl of tomato soup in one hand, glass of water in the other⦠Friday night when he decided to find her all he could think about was how badly she needed to pay for her āsinsā, and now different thoughts entirely dominated his thoughts. Upon further contemplation, he wondered if she might could come out of this not just chastened but a better person; the idea nagged at him as he walked into her room. He paused and was again struck by how incredibly beautiful she was⦠the restraints and mask did nothing to mar it and in fact, seemed to enhance her soft femininity. Her body was what people meant when they said āwomanlyā⦠curvy and luscious. Her full, round breasts rose and fell with her deep, regular breaths, and her soft lips were slightly parted in that familiar tiny snore. Setting the bowl on her dresser, he sits down on the side of the bed at lets his fingers explore her smooth skin ever so lightly, not wanting to wake her yet. Her nipples stiffened under his gentle touch and grew longer, the bumps around them standing up sharply. Around her side, up under her smooth-shaven armpit⦠he found a tiny mole there and wondered how many other people knew that was there⦠then continuing down, his fingers dipping into the deep hole of her navel. Continuing down, he traces her tiny round belly and smooths the thin strip of pubic hair she cultivated down to her half-open pussy, still gooey from their combined fuckjuices. He slips his middle finger between her outer lips and presses it against her clit⦠her body jerked in response and she started to regain consciousness⦠he continues to stroke it firmly as she shakes off her sleep, quickened breaths turning into moans, until he sees her stomach tense and the muscles in her thighs start to jump. Then he stops and slaps the inside of her near thigh āWakey wakey piggy⦠I brought food, because youāre going to need your strength tonight. Are you ready to eat?ā
Rachel nods weakly and opens her mouth to speak, but only a dry croak comes out⦠between the abuse, her moans, and the fact that the last thing she had to drink was an overabundance of alcohol, her mouth and throat were so dry she could barely speak. She felt shaky from hunger as well, and before she even thinks, the first thing she manages to whisper is āthank youā¦ā
Josh arches an eyebrow in surprise, but all he says is āDonāt make a fucking mess, or Iāll make you clean it up with your mouth and then beat the shit out of you for good measure.ā He brings the bowl of warm soup over to her; heād decided against freeing her hands up enough to eat and he found the idea of spoon-feeding her annoying, so he just stuck a straw in the bowl. As soon as he puts the straw between her lips she starts to suck, and in very short order the bowl was empty. He then replaces it with the glass of water, which she sucks down about half of in short order and then stops, gasping. Setting the dishes aside, he contemplates how to get her to the toilet with a minimum of risk⦠then it came to him. Genius.
āI donāt have to tell you again what will happen if you try to pull anything stupid, right?ā he demanded in that gravelly voice that was quickly becoming second nature.
Rachel shakes her head quickly, much invigorated and refreshed by the soup and waterāNo, I know⦠I wonāt, I swear I wonātā¦ā
That much was true⦠because whether sheād admit it to herself or not, she no longer had the strong desire to free herself that she had the night before. As a matter of fact, she could already feel her pulse beating in her clit again in anticipation, and squashed the knowledge of it firmly, unwilling to examine these changes in herself yet.
Josh freed one wrist and then the other, taking the chains off the bedposts instead of her hands out of the cuffs, and looped them around her wrists so that when he attached them together in front of her, she did have a little bit of play. He did the same with her ankles, leaving just enough chain between her feet to allow her to shuffle slowly. āWhatever you need to do in there, best do it now. Iām not taking you again anytime soon and you know what will happen if you piss the bed, right?ā
She accepts his help to stand, and nods in agreement at his words. Rachel hobbles after him as he tugs her toward the bathroom, trying not to fall, and lets him guide her to the toilet. Any other time a stranger in there with her would have rendered her completely incapable of relieving herself, but she thought nothing of it now. Need to pee taken care of, she takes the wad of toilet tissue he handed her and spreads her knees as wide as she can so that she can fit both hands between her legs to clean herself up⦠which she did a very thorough job of, without thinking too much about why⦠and then just sat there, awaiting instruction.
Josh grabbed her up by the chains linking her wrists and leads her back to the bedroom, wondering at her docile manner as he pushes her onto the bed face down and binds her back to the bed, this time ass-up. He takes a couple of the abandoned pillows off the floor and stuffs them under her stomach, leaving her breasts hanging free in front of them, so that even though her chains are too short for her to get on her knees, her ass is still raised high. His mind was whirling with ideas for how to⦠well, help her, really, by teaching her a little humility. Maybe she wouldnāt be such an insufferable bitch if he broke her⦠really took her down that peg or two heād told her she needed. He chewed a cuticle absently as he stood next to the bed, wondering how to go about it. Being into the lifestyle and having experience in it were two different things⦠heād dreamed of finding himself a little submissive girl to keep, but hadnāt found one yet⦠he just kept making things in preparation. But when he was planning, he was thinking of a girl willingly submitting⦠not this. He really wasnāt a violent man, per say⦠he had just been pushed too far. Combined with his desire for her and sexual frustration he just⦠well, there was no one to make excuses to, so why bother? He had her now, it was done. He had an idea and moved quickly over to her closet, peering inside⦠jackpot. Unclasping a handful of clothespins from random hangers, he grabs a good handful and adds those to his collection on top of the dresser. Going back to the closet, he also finds a narrow leather belt with no decorations. Then he peeks into her bedside drawers and finds exactly what he thought he would fairly quickly⦠a fairly thick, if not too long, vibrating dildo. He grins to himself as he wonders if every girl in the world keeps those in the same place. Figuring he had all he needed, he returns his attention to the bound and silent girl on the bed.
Listening to him rummage around her room, Rachelās stomach felt twisted up in knots. What else could he possibly do to her, she wondered⦠and decided maybe it was better she didnāt know. It was hard to get a grasp on her feelings anymore. She was so confused⦠even as her stomach trembled in fear she could feel her pussy getting wetter in anticipation, and her skin seemed hypersensitive. Every puff of air across it felt almost like a caress. Her face flushed with embarrassment when she heard him open āthatā drawer, then wonders at herself⦠why does she care if her attacker⦠this rapist⦠sees her private toy? Perhaps, she thought, she should be more worried about what he planned to do with itā¦
Josh paused after gathering all the items together, and almost laughed out loud when he realized he was rubbing his palms together like some evil mastermind from the movies. He wished now that he had paid more attention to this type of thing when he was reading about BDSM, but he figured he could figure it out⦠hell, she was already a different girl than she had been less than 24 hours ago. He cleared his throat and got his fake-raspy voice ready⦠āalright bitch. Things have been real fuckin easy so far. Iām not gonna lie, Iāve been letting my desire to fuck you make me forget what a stuck-up cunt you are⦠donāt get it twisted, piggy. Iām here to make you pay. Since youāre such a slut that you like it when I fuck you, Iāll have to punish you another wayā¦ā with that, he picked up a few of the clothespins. Sliding onto the bed near her half-covered face, he reaches under and lifts one of her heavy, hanging breasts and pinches the nipple viciously, making Rachel gasp and whimper, and also making it instantly hard. He clipped the clothespin onto it immediately and grinned when she she starts squealing and pulling against her bonds āquiet now, piggyā¦ā he mock soothed, brushing her hair back from her face so he can see the pained set of her jaw. He gives her other full breast the same treatment, and sees tears start to slip out from under her mask while she presses her lips together in a thin, white line to keep from screaming. Now weāre getting somewhere, he thinks.
Rachel groaned in agony, her tense arousal forgotten in the steadily-increasing, throbbing pain in both her nipples. Rather than getting used to it, as she had frantically thought she might after he clipped the first, it was only getting worse⦠this horrible, burning pressure⦠it seemed like her nipples would be torn off, or at the very least, split in two, by it. She could feel a trickle of sweat forming and running down her bare back toward her shoulders as she strained valiantly to hold back her cries. She felt him move back on the bed and her eyes flew open and bulged out behind their covering⦠āsurely he wasnāt going to put those thingsā she had a chance to think, before the crushing pressure was applied to one of her tender nether lips. Her whole body spasmed and arched, chains rattling loudly, as a smothered wail comes from her throat. The pain was so intense and severe that him adding the second clip to her other labia barely made a difference. She rocked back and forth, screaming in her throat, her lips still pressed tightly together and held there by her teeth. āI canāt, I canāt, I canāt take anymore⦠I canāt, I canātā¦ā her mind was stuck in this loop, literally deathly afraid that she was going to lose control and start screaming aloud.
Josh felt a surge of arousal, watching her squirm there, his eyes locked on the clothespins heād just placed. They trembled and waved a little back and forth with her limited thrashing, the lips they held rapidly turning a dark red. One more to do, he thinks, but realizes he runs the risk of her screaming bloody murder when he places it, no matter how hard she tries not to. Despite all his warnings, he had no desire or intention of killing her, and didnāt want to be forced to. Some kind of gag⦠his eyes scan the room and the floor⦠settling on her discarded panties from the night before. He picked them up, smiled evilly as he noticed the crotch of them was well-coated with her mostly dried juices. He balled them up, inside out, and pushed them crotch-first into her mouth, then holds his hand over it to keep her from pushing them out. Then, picking up the last clip in his free hand, he spreads itās claws open wide and positions it⦠then lets it go, right on her clit. The effect was immediate and satisfying⦠a wild, prolonged scream smothered to quiet by her panty-gag, her body tensing and jerking like she was being electrocuted⦠again⦠and those pins bouncing and swaying with her every movement between her legs, which he knew was only augmenting her pain.
At this point, even Rachelās thoughts were an incoherent jumble of screaming agony and desperate pleas, which she was dying to make, but couldnāt. When heād shoved her dirty panties in her mouth, she was almost grateful for the distraction, even as she fought not to retch, but this⦠this was more pain than she could ever remember feeling, and it just wouldnāt stop. Rather than getting numb, the flesh pinched between those cruel claws only pulsed and burned more with every passing moment. Dimly, she knew her thrashing and moving the clips was making it worse, but she couldnāt stop. All she could think was āplease take them off please take them offā, but her muffled sounds were only screams and moans of pain. It felt almost like the clips were worming their way inside her and ripping the flesh between her legs to shreds. She felt him pull his hand away from her mouth, and she immediately started trying to push the panties out of her mouth with her tongue, wincing at the taste of her own stale juices, but he was only gone for a moment and he shoved them back in.
āDo you want me to duct tape over your gag, piggy? I will if you try to push it out againā he demanded, and she shook her head miserably. Still whimpering and thrashing, but slowing now as she started to tire, she simply sobbed and dug her teeth into the soiled cloth in her mouth. The pain was no less, but it had changed, somewhat⦠rather than the sharp, tearing type it was becoming deeper⦠a throbbing, burning ache that radiated out from each clip and beat like a drum with her pulse.
Josh had to smother a groan of pleasure as he slowly stroked his cock, watching her struggle. The tender flesh of her pussy was turning dark red around the clips, and her continuous shrieks of pain and thrashing were fading to miserable whimpers and trembling as she tired. āTime to turn it up a notch againā he noted, and stood to grab the paddle from the top of the dresser. This time, he didnāt smack it on his palm, because he wanted everything to be a surprise this time⦠carefully, as he didnāt want to hit the clips and risk them popping off, he brought the paddle down on her upraised ass, and the screaming and thrashing began anew. He slapped one cheek bright red and then the other⦠and back to the first. He lost track of how many times he hit her⦠but by the time he was done, there were actually a couple of spots on her ass where he had abraded her soft skin until it bled. He stared at his handiwork, his cock throbbing painfully, waiting for her to be worn out again. Then the lessons could REALLY start.
Rachel nearly lost consciousness during the vicious paddling, but she was denied even that small kindness as he continued to wail on her defenseless ass. He jaw ached with as she clenched the panties in them tightly to smother the screams she couldnāt stop. Her throat was scratchy and burning from the strain⦠sheād never screamed this much in her life. Every time she thought sheād experienced the worst pain sheād ever known, he made it worse⦠she couldnāt feel anything from the base of her spine to halfway down her thighs but boiling agony. She was so exhausted now that her head drooped and she could no longer fight her bonds, but she kept twitching and trembling⦠tears poured down her face, which was frozen in a terrible grimace of agony and strain. As she hung there, limp and shaking, he asked her with a strange gentleness in his voice āIf I take your filthy slutās panties out of your mouth, do you think you can control yourself and be quiet now? You know what will happen if you donātā¦ā and she nodded slowly, utterly defeated.
Josh pondered for a moment if it would be truly safe, then grabbed his knife just in case and yanked the wadded-up cloth out of her mouth. She gasped a huge breath, but all she did was continue to sob and whimper exhaustedly. āGood piggy.ā he remarked, āNow, itās time for you to own up to what you think you are, my little whore, and learn the truth.ā He took hold of the closest pin on her nipple, and pulled it just a little, forcing a gasp and a louder whimper from her. āWhen I ask you a question, you are to answer it immediately, and honestly. If youāre too slow, I will twist each clip until you answer⦠if you lie, I will shove your panties back in your stupid slut mouth and add more clips. Do you understand me?ā she nodded yes and he twisted the pin in his hand a bit. āWhat? I canāt hear youā¦ā
āYes!ā Rachel cried desperately as it felt like he was unscrewing her nipple from her body. āYes yes yes I understand!ā her voice was cracking and breaking from the strain the screams had put on her throat.
Josh smirked and held the clothespin still āthatās better, piggy⦠now. First question⦠you think youāre better than most people, donāt you? You think your looks make you special, isnāt that right?ā he waited about one breath, and began to slowly turn the clip.
Rachelās mind was racing⦠part of her wanted to say no but she knew deep down it wasnāt true⦠and suspected her tormenter knew it too. She wrestled with it for a moment, until he started to move this clip, then the fresh burst of pain made her blurt āyes!ā
Josh shook his head and continued to torture her nipple ānot just yes, cunt⦠complete answerā¦ā
āYes, I⦠I think Iām better than uglier people⦠I expect to be treated betterā¦ā she stammered through the agony. As soon as those words left her lips, she felt the pressure ease and the hateful clip come off that breast. āOh gods thank youā she moaned.
Josh chuckled quietly. āYou are learning, arenāt you slut? We might make a worthwhile fuckpig out of you yet⦠ā he took hold of the other clothespin on her nipple. āAlright⦠now. #2⦠you like to cocktease, donāt you? Like to show it off for guys youād never fuck, just to torment them. Like to think of how you make their dicks hard, and how they might jerk off thinking about you later?ā
Rachel nods quickly āyes, I do, I love it, I do it all the time⦠show off to loser guys⦠hope they have to jack off because of itā¦ā she canāt get the words out fast enough, and shivers all over and sighs when the next clip is also removed. ā⦠th-thank you⦠againā¦ā she murmurs, embarrassed.
He grunts in grudging approval āGood answer, but that was the easy part. Now⦠you will repeat after me⦠and if you hesitate, you know what will happen. If you donāt say it like you mean it, youāll get more clips. Iāll make your cunt look like a fuckin porcupine if I have to. Youāre gonna learnā¦ā he fingers one of the pins attached to her pussy lip, watching her flinch and smother a pained cry. āYou will say⦠āI am nothing. I am not special, I am just a life support system for my fuckholes, which I should be glad to let any man use'ā
Rachelās face burned, and she opened her mouth to say the distasteful thing⦠but couldnāt force herself to right away. Immediately he began to pull and twist on the clip, fresh pain exploding between her thighs āNothing!! I⦠am nothingā¦ā she moaned in pain. āNot special⦠Iām just a⦠life support system⦠for m-my fuckholes⦠any man can use themā¦ā her body shook with her sobs, and then shivered when he pulled the clip off, not bothering to open it this time. It pinched all the way to the edge of her labia and then was gone. āOh⦠my fuckin gods⦠thank youā¦ā she managed.
Josh began slowly stroking his cock again as he listened to her and watched her bodyās reactions to the pain. He had never imagined how insanely hot something like this would be, and he was determined to make the most of it. āNot bad, whore, not bad⦠if you keep hesitating I may have to make the penalty worseā¦ā he holds the other clothespin on her pussy lip lightly āok⦠repeat again⦠āmy only purpose is to please men, and from now on I will not tease, but please, any man who asks it of me. I will be meat⦠a fuckslut for anyoneās taking.ā Josh of course didnāt believe for one second that no matter what she said, she would do this⦠but that wasnāt the point. He wanted to break her ego, and in his inexperience this was all he could think of. All in all, he was rather proud of himself.
Rachel struggles to remember everything āmy only purpose is to please any man that asks⦠I will be meat, a⦠f-fuckslut for anyoneā¦ā her humiliated flush burned down over her chest and recovering breasts. The relief was so intense when he yanked the clip off that her cunt spasmed. āThank you⦠thank you⦠thank youā¦ā she moaned. The pain in her pinned clit was still intense and horrible, but at the same time she clearly felt herself getting wet. She was too exhausted and beaten down to question it anymore⦠for some reason, this terrible ordeal was turning her on over and over, and she no longer cared why in this moment.
Josh didnāt miss her pussy clench either, and grinned. This was turning out better than he could have ever imagined, in so many ways, he mused. āOk⦠last one, my horny little pig⦠I know you want me to take this clothespin off your clit, but I think⦠you should beg me to. I want to hear your best begging⦠donāt forget what Iāve told you so far⦠make it good. I have complete control over your pleasure and pain, and I deserve to be treated like it. So beg⦠now.ā
Rachelās mind raced as she tried to come up with something her rapist would like. āPlease⦠please take the clip off my clit⦠Iāll do anything you want, Iāll suck your cock again, Iāll⦠fuck you any way you want, youāre in charge⦠youāre my⦠my⦠master⦠please take the clip off sir, even though Iām a stuck up bitch and a slut and I donāt deserve it⦠please⦠Sirā¦ā she was babbling now, crying anew⦠and it was more from the words she was just now realizing were true than the pain.
Josh clenched his teeth against a loud groan and gripped his throbbing cock in his hand. Fuck, she had called him master, and sir⦠holy shit. It was probably the hottest thing heād ever heard in his life, but he couldnāt let her know. āBetter than I thought you could do, whoreā¦ā he murmured, and then yanked the pin off her clit roughly. Her back arched sharply, and she stifled a keening wail.
āOH MY FUCKING GOD THANK YOU!ā she cried. āThank you⦠sir⦠oh thank you⦠pleaseā¦ā she babbled. āAnything⦠anything⦠you can do anything to meā¦ā
Josh gave her a smack on her abused ass cheek, hearing her breath hiss through her teeth. āThanks anyway slut, but I knew that. I just wanted to make sure you knew it too.ā He rubbed a couple of fingers up and down her tortured slit, spreading the moisture that was leaking from her tight little hole. āHopefully you realize know whoās in control⦠who your master is⦠and you know not to fuck with me. I think you do, thoughā¦ā he took her overextended and purplish clit between two fingers āas a matter of fact, you want me to fuck you right now, donāt you? Tell the truthā¦ā and started to squeeze just a bit.
Rachel didnāt even hesitate āyes, oh yes, please⦠I mean, if you want to fuck me, sir please⦠I do want it⦠please fuck meā her words tumbled out in a rush, stomach tightening in fear from his fingers around her sore and swollen clit. Part of her was scared, yes⦠but it was quite true anyway. She wanted this cruel strangerās long and satisfying cock buried in her clenched-up pussy, and she would beg if he wanted. All the conflictedness and wondering were temporarily pushed out of her mind, and she was nothing but a mass of animal needs.
Josh felt his iron-hard cock twitch when he heard her say āplease fuck meā⦠and he wanted nothing more than to ram into her⦠but she had one more lesson⦠picking up her own dildo, he turned the vibe on full blast, and shoved it into her grasping, dripping cunt. āI donāt think so⦠not yet, my slutty little pig girl⦠āhe said through gritted teeth, so turned on he could barely stand it. āYou havenāt earned my cock yet⦠you need to understand that if you have ANY pleasure, itās because I allow itā¦ā he began to work the buzzing rubber cock in and out of her hole. āDonāt you dare fucking cum unless I tell you, got it? If you think you know pain, youāre wrongā¦ā pumping it in and out of her, watching it get covered in her creamy juices and her lips cling to it as if her greedy pussy didnāt want to let it go āyou havenāt seen shit compared to what I will do to you if you comeā¦ā using his other hand, he began to gently stroke her engorged clit.
She wailed desperately and actually tried to wiggle away to no avail⦠Rachel had no idea how she was going to keep her orgasm back, it was too much⦠that thick, hard, unforgiving dildo rubbing her oversensitive and creaming inner walls, and now his fingers putting just the right pressure on her abused clit⦠she felt herself getting closer and closer to the point of no return and no matter what, she didnāt think she could stop it. Finally she burst out āPlease!! Oh gods please sir may I cum, master, please, I canāt hold it, oh fuck can I cum please⦠I donāt think I can stop it⦠ā she pleaded, feeling her body tense and spasm already.
āNo.ā he said calmly, ābut good whore for asking⦠thatās what you have to do.ā He pulled the toy unceremoniously from her twitching, grasping cunt and stopped stroking her. He got up on his knees behind her, and ground the rigid length of his cock against her soaked and spread-open pussy ānow beg me for my cock, slut⦠tell me how much you need it.ā
Rachel moaned and shoved her hips back against him, shuddering each time the veins and ridges of him rubbed against her clit. āOh fuck, I do⦠I need your cock in my pussy⦠please fuck me master please, Iāll do anything, please just fuck me and let me cumā¦ā she begged.
He could have laughed again but stifled it, wiping sweat off his brow āoh, youāre gonna get it alright, but not how you thinkā¦ā he grabbed the belt and leaned over her back, still grinding, and looped it under her head and around her neck, putting the end through the buckle so he could pull it tight with one hand. He let it slide down until it fit snugly around her throat. Then he leaned back and grabbed the dildo in his other hand, slamming it back into her hungry cunt, making her arch and pull the belt a little tighter around her neck. He pushed the toy into her as far as he could, and the lined his cock up with her puckered little asshole, and began to push it in. Since heād already reamed her once that day and he was coated with her thick, slippery juices, he didnāt meet as much resistance, but the moans of pleasure still took on a pained sound as he did it, which was exactly what he wanted.
Rachel froze with fear when she felt the belt slip around her throat like a noose, but only had moments to worry about it before he started trying to shove his cock into her ass again⦠it hurt less this time, but with her pussy stuffed so full of her own thick dildo it was still painful⦠she tried to breathe slowly and just let him in. When he started to work it in and out of her this time, she was surprised to find that it was starting to feel good⦠little moans of pleasure were escaping her lips again as she rocked her hips back toward him as much as the chains would allow. She began to whimper quietly āoh yes⦠oh fuck yes, itās so good⦠fill both my holes, gods I need it so much, please⦠please⦠fuck me⦠fuck me harderā¦ā as the pressure of her impending orgasm returned.
Josh obliged her, spurred by the sexiest sound heād ever heard⦠her sweet, husky, little voice begging him for it. He rammed his cock to the hilt in her ass, pulling most of the way out before slamming back, harder and faster⦠wrapping the end of the belt around one hand, he leans over her back and reaches under her belly and back between her legs, first stroking her hot little clit again, and the working the toy in and out of her in rhythm with his thrusts in her ass⦠he could feel her whole body tensing under him⦠finally she started to plead. āOhhh⦠ohh gaaawds⦠please let me cum⦠may I cum, sir, oh fuck I need to cum, Iām so close⦠please please master tell me I can cum⦠I canāt stand itā¦ā
āNot yetā¦ā he growled through gritted teeth, straightening back up so he can pound her asshole harder. āWait⦠waitā¦ā he rapidly felt his peak approaching. āCUM FOR ME NOW, GIRL.ā he demanded āright fucking now you little whore⦠fucking cum on that rubber dickā¦ā
āOH FUCK THANK YOU MASTER OH GODS OH FUCKā¦ā she cried, her whole body spasming along with her cunt⦠the toy shot out of her as she tried to clamp down around it so hard she heard it hit the floor with a thud.
Josh felt her grasping, clenching orgasm in ripples along his cock and yanks the end of the belt up tight, exploding into her ravaged anal cavity as he feels her start to thrash from lack of air, thrusting into her ass as he spurts, then burying himself balls deep and pushing forward over and over while he pulls harder and harder on the end of the belt. Her body bucked harder under his as he suffocated her, but he it only prolonged his pleasure and he didnāt let go until the last squirt of his hot cum was shot into her ass.
Rachel nearly screamed for joy when she finally heard him say she could cum, and was sobbing with relief as her orgasm washed over her in waves, until she felt that strip of leather tighten around her neck suddenly like a garrote, completely cutting off all her air in an instant. Her eyes bulged out against her mask again and her body shook and fought wildly against her bonds. Her pussy was still twitching from cumming and she could feel every hard inch of him buried in her ass as he filled it with cum. Her mouth opened and closed over and over again without a sound, like a fish on land. Her face turned red⦠then purple⦠a bluish tinge was creeping around the edge of her lips and she had quit fighting by the time he let go. She took a great gasping slobbery breath and coughed, hard, at the pain in her throat, though it quickly faded. He may have been choking her to death, but it didnāt take long enough for him to finish flooding her asshole to do her any real damage⦠already the dizziness was clearing up. She felt a moment of anger, which quickly fizzled⦠after all, hadnāt he made it clear she was his to do with as he liked? She forced her body to relax, knowing nothing was going to get her out of this better than doing exactly as he wanted⦠and she knew now part of her wanted to. This unknown assailant had given her more and stronger orgasms than sheād ever had in her life before, and even though she knew she shouldnāt feel that way, she didnāt want it to end. āThank you for letting me cum⦠Masterā¦ā she murmured huskily.
Josh let himself catch his breath, and slid his softening cock out of her ass before he could trust himself to answer. āPretty good job, slut⦠maybe youāre not useless after all.ā He climbed out from between her legs and slid off the bed, taking a moment to steady his trembling legs. This was, by far, the most exciting thing heād ever done⦠he hadnāt even begun to imagine that things would progress the way they had⦠and fuck, if she wasnāt the most amazing piece of ass around, he didnāt know if he wanted to meet better. He pulled the pillows out from under her, and, after hesitating a moment, tucked one under her head, turning her face away from him. āTime for sleep again, my little piggy⦠in the morning, weāll have more lessons. You did⦠well, today, girl.ā He stroked her hair back off her face.
āThank you Masterā¦ā she sighed, wondering why she always felt so sleepy the instant he said it was time. She didnāt have long to ponder it before the grey fog enveloped her senses.
(Hope I caught all the typos this time! I really tried hard. Once again, love comments, input, and if you donāt like it, tell me why! =D)